Originally Posted by Mutt

I think by second grade I had already become a major sceptic. When I was maybe 4, I asked my Dad one day who at the time wasn't home a lot busy with his career, 'Who are you?' - in a deep voice he replied 'I am God', I wasn't sure, then he pointed a finger in my face and said 'And that makes you Jesus' - I was like 'WTF', it threw me for a loop, wasn't sure if he was kidding or not. Somebody had to be God and Jesus, why not us

I remember having a bizarre concept of God as a man's face in the sky in a scribbled artistic style and he looked like Dick Tracy from the comic strip that was in the newspaper.